The endless waste

[aestrix]

Once, this planet teemed with life. It doesn't do that, anymore. The ground is dry and cracked and occasionally broken up by charred remains of trees. There are no birds, no bugs, no living plants - nothing but an empty, endless waste.

With one exception.

But the world is so very big, and the exception so very small. If someone showed up away from it, they could be quite forgiven for thinking this world is completely dead.




with Sable (Kappa)

with Aisilian (Link)

with Grendyne (Rockeye)

with Temple (Curiousdiscoverer)

Comments

[light_another_life]

"I'm not sure yet, actually. I don't know if you can give nodes the essence you're pouring off, if you can - probably that."

[witchwatcher]

"That's a new one. Is there a way to test whether I can do that?"

[light_another_life]

"We can see if you emulate essence potions? Or if there's a way to siphon it off you. ... Tomorrow, though - I need to consult some people about how to handle this. Magically, I mean."

[witchwatcher]

"...Consult? With who? I didn't see anyone else in your fort."

[light_another_life]

"Oh, they're all asleep in the dream world, but I can talk to them easily enough."

[witchwatcher]

"Oh, you managed to evacuate the world when it started crumbling. Nice."

[light_another_life]

"..... No. Um. Do you not have a dream world?"

[witchwatcher]

"Uh, no? I mean, we dream, but dreams rarely make much sense and don't appear to actually mean anything."

[light_another_life]

"Oh, uh. Okay, when I sleep, I go to the dream world, and I'm conscious and myself and in a world that's a bit weird, but - it's possible to happily live in the dream world. No meaningless dreams or darkness. Everyone else that is connected to the dream world is in the same world, too. And if someone who is connected to the dream world dies, they don't - cease existing, or go somewhere living people can't follow. They're in the dream world. They can be brought back if you know how."

[witchwatcher]

Grendyne sits down.


"We can't do that. If you die, you're gone for good as far as we know. Some people say there's an afterlife called Heaven, a bit like you're describing the dreamworld, but we can't prove it either way. You're damn lucky you have a dream world."

[light_another_life]

Saevetei swallows.

That's a lot of dead people that are gone, isn't that.

"Do you want me to try to connect you to the dream world?" she asks softly.

[witchwatcher]

"Maybe we have something on my world, and we just can't tell. Maybe we don't. The black void... It would mean I really, truly have no chance of seeing my brother again. I'll have to think about that."

[light_another_life]

"Okay," says Saevetei. "... Let's go make you a bed, anyway."

[witchwatcher]

"Alright."

[light_another_life]

Saevetei goes and retrieves another essence potion, and then leads Grendyne upstairs to a library. There are many books! ... All of them are in a language Grendyne can't read.

Her host hums, figures out where the bed will go (and where Grendyne would like it to be) and then drinks the entire essence potion. She holds the netted copper thing in her left hand, and holds her right hand forward and -

Light traces its way up out of the floor, making what looks to be a bed frame, or an outline of it. It looks almost like a sketch in the world, shining and three dimensional and slowly gaining detail. The holes between lines fill in with white, and the whole thing fades a bit - shadows can form on its surface, showing the little nooks and crannies inherent in the bed. When the bed is whole, color starts bleeding into it, spreading like drops of ink in water on paper from the bottom up. The end result looks more like watercolor than an object - but the colors solidify and saturate and slowly arrange themselves to something more orderly and accurate.

And then it does look perfect, like a completely ordinary bed, with soft green sheets and a comfortable looking pillow. Saevetei lowers her hand.

"Done."

[witchwatcher]

"That was very strange to my copying-sense. I think I might be able to learn to use essence patterns with mana. Maybe. Bedtime right now, though."

[light_another_life]

"That's be useful, definitely. But, yes, bedtime now. Good night."

[witchwatcher]

Without even bothering to change out of the uniform, she sleeps.


She wakes up some ten hours later, or when Saevetei next enters the room.

[light_another_life]

Saevetei gives her space and doesn't interrupt her sleep.

There are no immediate emergencies or Neuroi to fight.

What would Grendyne like to do?

[witchwatcher]

...She just sits there, for now. She opens a book, puts it back.

Soon she goes downstairs and finds her host. "Do you think I could get your language? Failing that, I want to try to use an essence pattern."

[light_another_life]

Saevetei is gardening! There is a lot of garden to garden. She looks up from watering some plants that appreciate the attention.

"I can, yeah. It'll take me a bit, I'd need to make a new poppet, I don't have any more spares. Interested in reading? Essence weave's easy actually, you can try to make breakfast with one."

[witchwatcher]

"Let's try making breakfast, then. It's probably just a matter of pushing mana into it in slightly different ways until it accepts the stuff."

[light_another_life]

"Sure. Do you want anything in particular for breakfast?" she wonders, watering the last of this row of plants and noting where she stopped so she can get to it later.

She lists the available breakfast options. Mostly it's a lot of non-animal product options, but she apparently went through the trouble of getting a scrambled egg weave set up. She's also got some options for dairy if Grendyne wants it, both non-animal dairy alternative and straight from a non-existent goat dairy. The goat option is more difficult, she notes.

[witchwatcher]

She picks some of the stranger sounding vegetables and grains, looking considering.

[light_another_life]

Saevetei goes and finds the appropriate copper net things.

"Should I demonstrate again, or verbally instruct? Or both? I can do both."